I like it    I don't like it

(Lyrics by Ben Folds)


I know what she’s going to do

And I can’t wait for her to do it

She knows me and I know her

What I hate and what I prefer

I know her scent

I know her touch

Where to hold her

And just how much


My lady belongs here

And so do I

We know what the truth is

And where to lie

Oh, how I love her

Familiar


I’ve had the one night stands

Waiting for the phone to ring

(Waiting for the phone)

The shakes of anxiety

The flaccid response to nerves

The hideous revelation of character

The unfamiliar smell of breath and skin

Unexpected noises from within


My lady belongs here

And so do I

We know what the truth is

And where to lie

Oh, how I love her

Familiar


But my love is familiar

She knows me and I know her

What I hate; what I prefer

I know her scent

I know her touch

Where to hold her

And just how much


My lady belongs here

And so do I


My lady belongs here

And so do I

We know what the truth is

And where to lie

Oh, how I love her

Familiar


Sliced apples, almond butter, and feta cheese

Let’s feed the dogs and send out for Chinese

Watching moves on the TV and fall asleep

Arms wrapped around

So happy

We weep


(Boy do I love that)